GLICK IN MY DUNGAREES

Walk around street with my choppa it wanna eat
Heard he talking bout me we press him up with this heat
Tg runnin round doin nothing but tricks no treat
I walk around the town with a glick in my dungarees
Walk around street with my choppa it wanna eat
Heard he talking bout me we press him up with this heat
Tg runnin round doin nothing but tricks no treat
I walk around the town with a glick in my dungarees

I spun his block about like 4 times
That boy kept on talkin now his picture all on dateline
Ima not say too much i'm just eating on some popeyes
With my Glock nine
In case an opp give me a hard time
I'm not even dissing nobody bro i just write rhymes
Walk around the street with my heat make you say bye bye
Yne be hotter than his glick after a drive by
He swore that he gangster now she left I know he gon cry
My car got suicide doors
I just got a new one that red aventador
All of mine are better than your yours
Cus all your cars are borrowed and your poor
Give me a few years and I'm finna be on tour
Worldwide
All over the country remember hard times
Now I got that dummy money and whips with frog eyes
Now I make a call he got dropped that boy is gon die

Walk around street with my choppa it wanna eat
Heard he talking bout me we press him up with this heat
Tg runnin round doin nothing but tricks no treat
I walk around the town with a glick in my dungarees
Walk around street with my choppa it wanna eat
Heard he talking bout me we press him up with this heat
Tg runnin round doin nothing but tricks no treat
I walk around the town with a glick in my dungarees



Credits
Writer(s): Karmani Cole
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